“Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John,

Bless the bed that I lie on.

Four corners to my bed,

Four angels round my head;

One to watch and one to pray

And two to bear my soul away.”

Today, we laid baby Elijah Ryan to rest.

It was by far the hardest and most heartbreaking thing we have ever had to do.

We left little Eli with all the letters we wrote to him during his short time with us — letters we hoped would number in the thousands by the time he would be ready for them — and goodbye letters, so that he knows he is loved and will be in our hearts where ever we go. Elijah’s new home is a small Catholic burial site in the hills behind our home. He rests at the top of the hill where he will always have a wonderful view of the sky and the community, should he choose to visit his earthly body. It was so hard to leave him there today, and I know it will be terribly difficult to leave him here when we move away from Korea. However, we are forever grateful that he is in a safe place where he can rest in peace and where we can always visit him.

It physically hurts knowing that we will never hold Eli’s precious newborn body, that he will never run around the back yard with Maggie, that we will never see him go from childhood to adulthood, but I wouldn’t give back our short month with him for anything.  One day, we will be reunited with our angel.